A warning…

You won’t know until you know, or I’ve died trying to achieve an end which is for the greater good, particularly in terms of politics, philosophy, and end to globalised corruption, and the primary concern of helping others- most specifically in the dual circumstances of addiction and mental health- but what I’m finding out is … Continue reading A warning…

This soul has seen enough. This time, I am saying my final goodbye.

The end of the road, a draft I have published too soon, about my mental health journey, and the consequences of abominable mental health failure in Hull, UK. Suicide- I’m not the only one.

FYI- I ranted myself to life, reflecting on recent posts

We will see where this goes So yeah, you may have stumbled upon my posts which pertain to serious intent upon giving up. I still feel deeply afflicted by the pain of knowing I could have, and would have, fulfilled a potential, helped others through my lived experiences, go on to be one of the … Continue reading FYI- I ranted myself to life, reflecting on recent posts

I am a disgrace, and my field of fucks is barren. This is my Potential farewell.

Absolute TW on this one, don’t read it if you think your biggest threat to life and stability might be dark humour which mentions matters of mental health specifically. Many people may well be outraged. But you can’t say ‘outrage’ without the inclusion of the ‘out’, and so use that paradox to find your way … Continue reading I am a disgrace, and my field of fucks is barren. This is my Potential farewell.

Suddenly, crushed again. Mental health crisis UK- you’re even killing me.

Literally tell the mental health professionals on a psychiatric ward, I need some help, I’m on the verge of my final goodbye letter… ‘alright then goodnight, out of the lounge, we have to clean now’… ‘I’m scared I might die’ ‘Alright I’ll help you unlock your room.’ Are. You. Fucking. Kidding. Me? I’m not attention … Continue reading Suddenly, crushed again. Mental health crisis UK- you’re even killing me.